Guan-Ji and Silence are moving out, so I spent a few days trying to figure out if I should stay in the house, or, once again, move. Incredibly, despite having lived in forty-seven different houses, I've never actually stayed long enough in any of them to be part of the interviewing committee for new people. I've always been the one being interviewed.

What the hell, I thought, about time I tried life on the other side of the fence. I like this house, despite its eccentricities, and I'd be quite happy to stay here for longer still. Besides, this is where all my books are, and it would take the better part of a week to pack them all up and move them somewhere else.

I've started the process of interviewing people, but I'm uncomfortably aware that a decision of some kind is going to have to be made. And I'm going to have to make it all by myself.

Given that it's taken me twenty-three years to decide not to get a tattoo, this could be tricky.

Meanwhile, in the world of sport

Apparently the World Cup is on, or will be soon. No, it must have started, because someone mentioned that Argentina was out.

Okay, so let's just say that the World Cup is on, and some matches have already been played.